47 Spring’s Message in the Snow, Part 2

Lede seemed not to hear, striding forward for a full half hour before his silhouette finally vanished from everyone’s sight. His purpose in coming to the Purple Sky Palace was not simply to slaughter. Though moments ago he had indeed been consumed by bloodlust, he had never forgotten the true aim of his journey.

System prompt: By consuming the noble’s premium roast white bread and top-tier side dishes, intelligence is increased by 15 points for five minutes.

As if conjured from thin air, within thirty meters around Chang Ge, hundreds upon thousands of sword beams appeared, each as thick as a grown man’s arm—nearly ten times thicker than when he wielded the formation sword alone.

“Of course, what else would you expect, brother? Beast, your question is really speechless!” Li Siyao immediately replied to Lin Feng upon hearing him.

Meng Yueyun felt nothing of this, instead delighting in the tranquil days spent with Xuan Linghua, blissfully unaware of the outside world.

Manstein swallowed his words, retracting the suggestion he’d intended to make. He had devised a flawless battle plan and was confident in its element of surprise.

At this, everyone’s expressions shifted. If they couldn’t open it, wouldn’t they be trapped in here forever?

Gu Wanyin nodded. “If that’s the case, go deal with her. Just tell her I was frightened by the Second Master this morning and my nerves still haven’t recovered, so I won’t see anyone.” With the Second Master acting so outrageously, she would not let him off lightly. Given how heedless he had been, he surely wouldn’t fear her now.

By now, the sun had set, leaving only the last trace of twilight in the sky. Du Hong was preparing to send war elephants to assault the city, archers riding atop them to provide cover for others climbing the ladders.

Once the ointment was used up, he participated in the Red Flame Division’s selection the next day, where he was recruited by Deputy Chief Guan.

After a tumultuous half day in the prison, the brute howled for half an hour, and rumors had already spread far and wide.

Thinking of all this, his face turned pale, and he slumped before the surveillance footage.

It wasn’t meant to deliberately create an opposing role for Six; rather, Six’s statements just sounded exactly like those of a wolf.

On the way back to the hotel, Shen Zhang messaged his driving instructor to say he wouldn’t be practicing tomorrow, since he’d soon be drinking, and after that, there was no way he’d just go straight to sleep—he’d likely be busy until midnight or later.

Lan Wei glanced at the team drawing closer to Lu Jichen at the front lines. Her usually emotionless face showed a hint of gossip.

From the moment Liwu entered the private room, she felt several gazes occasionally land upon her, though she couldn’t tell if it was her imagination.

Yan Ruyu’s mind flashed with the image of her brother’s handsome and upright figure, then she turned her gaze back to Jiang Chen on the livestream.

Even they now joined in, shouting Jiang Chen’s lyrics to vent their excitement.

He closed his eyes, grateful for his own cleverness in wrapping himself up tightly, minimizing the chance for “zero-distance” contact with her.

Yun Xi cast a sidelong glance at her demeanor. After three months apart, it was clear she had made progress—training under Yan Shuo had taught her more than nothing.

Sitting in Mu Feichi’s car, Yun Xi finally had time to examine the glass-and-gold trophy in her hands, heavy and solid, engraved with her name and the award’s title.

Just as Cao Cao turned his horse to flee, a thunderous shout erupted behind him.

Yet inside Qin Yu still tangled resentment was damaging his organs; her life force could not keep pace with the destructive speed of that malevolent energy.

Originally, everything today could have been resolved easily from the moment Ni Lingge appeared.

“Is it because of Principal Du?” Jing calculated; based on Principal Du’s age, he must have been born in those years.

With a bang, the Celestial Sword collided with Shenye’s power, and Shenye staggered a step back, seemingly overwhelmed by Yun Huang, forced backward.

When Yun Huang entered the Golden Dragon’s mouth and the dragon shut its jaws, its entire body radiated dazzling golden light.

A few steps away, a graceful figure knelt by the hot spring, her snow-white body fully revealed, damp hair draped over her shoulders, some strands floating on the water.

Just as he stepped out the door, the strong smell of alcohol in the courtyard made Cang Ai Qin frown—how much had that old man drunk last night?

Though the Hyuga family lacked Shigure’s ambition, he prided himself on never killing the innocent without cause.

Seeing his teacher at a loss, Hu Weiming wanted to do something and thought of his sisters at home.

If mere descendants could contribute to resurrecting their mother, it would be their highest honor.

His strength was sufficient; if he pushed himself, exceeding three hundred sixty-seven was possible.

One hand grasped the stem, the other plucked the fiery red chili, tore it off, and placed it in the bamboo basket at her side.

Back then, he was barely a teenager and that old man was already fifty—shameless, truly.

Wan Hongmei’s pharmacy was filled with glass vessels; the legendary priceless, exquisite bowls seemed mere common items in the hands of the clinic’s owner.

She led the Akimichi clan and, joined by the Yamanaka and Nara clans, sought to restrain the power of the Hokage faction.

Yuan Shiwen had his way—drunkenly leaning at the door, he grinned at me, baring his teeth, the stench of alcohol overwhelming.

Bai Qimeng returned to the hotel after filming the final scene before the holiday and receiving New Year’s wishes from the crew.

Upon hearing the man’s vow, Yu Qingtong’s eyes reddened; always the mood-breaker, yet now she made no joke, only gazed at the man before her.

Dazhou Island’s scenery was enchanting, home to eighty-one species of birds. From the photos, its crystal-clear waters seemed perfect for snorkeling.

After all, years spent outdoors demanded a strong body, and with rising popularity, maintaining a positive public image was essential.

I didn’t mind what the Yellow Immortal said at first, but his words at the end made me nervous.

Chen Fan laughed like a child, splashing water and waving vigorously at the approaching drone.